The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 35

Upon hearing the phone ring, Robert’s expression suddenly changed. He immediately spoke up.

“Master, this ringtone is specifically set for my subordinates investigating the Clifford family incident. It might be news about the Clifford family!”

At Gavin’s signal, Robert instantly answered the call and put it on speakerphone.

When it came to matters concerning the Clifford family, Robert naturally wanted to inform Gavin as soon as possible.

As soon as the call connected, a man’s urgent voice came through.

“Mr. Jordan, something bad has happened! Hurry to the Oceanfront Clubhouse now!”

Robert was momentarily stunned upon hearing this,

He instinctively asked, “What happened? What’s going on?”

The urgent voice on the other end of the phone sounded again.

“Kris has been captured by the eldest son of the Holman family at the Oceanfront Clubhouse!”

With a swift motion, Gavin rose from the sofa.

“Master.” Robert began to say, but before he could continue, there was a sudden “whoosh.”

The front door of the rented apartment was somehow left open. It revealed that Gavin’s figure had disappeared in an instant. Robert stared blankly at the empty corridor in front of him. He fell into a daze.

It was the urgent voice on the phone that brought Robert’s thoughts back.

“Mr. Jordan, what should we do? Should we go rescue her? I feel Kris is in a very dangerous situation right now!”

The man called Robert “Mr. Jordan’ respectfully because Robert was the commander-in-chief in action, not some president of a company.

Of course, Robert was the commander-in-chief of the investigation into the Clifford family incident.

On his end, Robert listened to the voice on the phone with a somewhat strange expression.

Then, he said slowly, “Um… you guys stay in place and don’t move. Disperse the personnel you brought with you and surround the perimeter of the Oceanfront Clubhouse. Regardless of what happens at the Oceanfront Clubhouse, pretend you didn’t see anything as if nothing happened!”

“Huh?” The man on the other end of the phone clearly didn’t understand why Robert was saying this.

After all, hadn’t Robert previously emphasized that Kris’s situation was the top priority?

However, before the man could ask, Robert hung up the phone.

The man on the other end was left with a confused face.

Meanwhile, at the Oceanfront Clubhouse of Brookspring.

blazed brilliantly. It was as if a grand ceremony

on this particular night. This didn’t deter the massive crowd that

affiliated with

and attendants or bodyguards

gathered in the central

man. There

an expression of eager anticipation as if they

central square, a brightly lit

man with a smug smile walked onto the stage

stage, a wave of cheers, applause, and ovation resonated through the

Scott Holman, the eldest son of the

1/3

relish being the center of

a full five minutes, he raised his hand to suppress the cheers. Then, clearing his throat into the microphone, he began

is everyone so elated? Is it because you can’t wait

the entire venue erupted once again with shouts and cheers.

face took on a lecherous grin as he loudly proclaimed.

“Very well!

you will

explain the rules of today’s activity.”

of men, who appeared to be as eager as aggressive, his

captured the former number one

below had already begun to stir. Even before Scott

as he continued his speech.

begin the lottery on their phones.

one, each of you will have a chance. Depending on the number you draw, all of

too rough. There are still

central square resounded with another wave of

“Hahaha…”

was sharp and grating, filling the air.

laughter. He then raised his voice

Let’s cut to the

bring that

soon as he finished speaking,

them revealed fierce, predator-like

the

end of the

looked very miserable now.

were clear imprints of five fingers on her face, and her nose and the corners of

clothes, but from her neck and sleeves, one could clearly see the

Kris, Gavin’s aunt and once the most beautiful woman

and sparkling, now appeared hollow and lifeless, with a dull look in her

like that of a soulless, lifeless puppet. She was mechanically led to the center of